He smirks when they tell him what to do
He smiles soon as the shoe is on the other foot – bow-tied to side-step any sudden realisation on their part
For the inept fools that they are
Side-winder high-art right from the very start – when no-one knew who on earth was chasing whose particular tail
Snail-pace will do him just fine, thank you
Wine ’em ‘n’ dine ’em, wax fine lyrical ’til setting the ladder far higher
Imperial without ever needing to be too cynical